Into the Darkness
2
Awaken
USELESS, ITS ALL USLESS I THOUGHT TO MYSELF.
No matter how much effort I put into waking myself, I refused to come out of my trance. How difficult is it to wake someone, especially myself? Who was I to talk, I couldn't remember my own name. How do you wake someone, anyone, at all? I need to stand.
"Its nothing to worried about Miles. All will be well."
What was that? Was someone speaking to me? No. It's a memory!
"What! How? The Darkness is speaking to me Professor! How is all well!"
"Relax Miles, don't let your fear get a hold of you. That's what it wants."
"With all due respect Professor, but once again the Darkness is speaking to me! They say that it can devour your heart and uses it as a whey to open the door to the Netherworld! The legends…"
"I know what the legends say my friend, but again this is what the Darkness wants you to believe so that it can devour your heart, and it will if you keep believing that there's nothing that you can do. Now come, we must not be seen in the light, or they will find us."
" They? Who is…they?"
No, NO! Damn! It ended. I could not remember anymore. That explained an excruciating amount, but none of it made any sense. Who was the professor? I could not recall. Who was this Miles? Me perhaps. There was still not enough information. Although it sounded like me.
Arg! If only I could remember who I was! I need to get up! I have a purpose, To find myself.
I felt my legs move. I was moving! Slowly, but surely moving. I got to my feet feeling like I had slept for eons. Taking a better look at myself, I saw that I was a fox. Odd, maybe…I was not sure. I saw two tails attached to me, this I was certain that it was not natural. My fur was a golden yellow, the tips of both of my tails had white fur. I wore a brown leather jacket, a white t-shirt, tan cargos, which I might be thankful having later on, and brown boots.
It was dark. My surroundings were concealed by blackness. The only bit of light I had was the candle light that sat on a desk, and the light of the moon, shining through the large window towards my right. Bookshelves, three of them, along the wall was lined with books on about every subject possible. On the desk was the candle, what looked like a lighter, a lantern, and…
"A note!"
Yes it was. Writing was on it, confirming that someone had written this. I pulled a chair out from by the bookshelves and sat down by the candle and read…
If you are reading this, then you must have woken up. This may not make sense, but I am you. I wrote this when I still had my memories. My/your name is Miles Prower, an archeologist studying the ancient civilization of the Bliviots, a possible tribe of the ancient Babylonians that landed on Mobius thousands of years ago. The building you are in now is a possible castle of the massive tribal empire. The history of this tribe is no longer important to me anymore, what is important however is getting out alive. I have little time to write this. As you move about the castle, you will find various notes that will explain the ins and outs of this complex facility, but one important thing to know right now is to never leave the safety of the light. Take the lighter and the lantern I have provided you and lead your way to the wine cellar, there you will find another note with detailed instructions on what to do next. Your time is short, and so is mine. Good luck. To you and me.
Miles Prower
He/I was right, this is a bit complicated. So my name is Miles? Good, I need to keep a hold of my name, then maybe I won't feel so helpless. The Wine cellar? Where is that? I looked at the note once again.
P.S.
There will be signs above doors that say what different rooms are.
Now It made sense. I knew what I needed to do now. I grabbed the lantern and lighter, lit the oil in the lantern and made my decent into the darkness.
I still feel like I am forgetting something…or someone…